Well……the heatwave is finally about to break and a week of thunder storms and torrential rain are due to hit us. To be honest, I could do with some rain, as could the garden, and I do enjoy watching really dramatic weather.
I’m glad it will be pouring down tomorrow at the rescue as it’s become unbearably hot there, and hard physical work in chronic heat is horrible….I kid you not, the sweat has been dripping off my fringe and into my eyes….and running creepily down my spine! Too much information there, I know……
I think the inmates at the rescue have had enough too, everywhere you look animals are lolling about languidly…..they almost look drugged! And on top of the heat we are madly busy with baby birds and hedgehogs simply pouring through the doors.
So….as I sit here on the last swelteringly hot day, I thought I’d share a few of the summer sizzlers I’ve enjoyed this last week.
Hubs and I cycled to Crosby beach through the forests and dunes on a wonderful new cycle track that was built last year, it only takes twenty minutes and we enjoy a delicious picnic once we get there. Dotted along the beach are two hundred life sized iron men which I find especially eerie and lonesome in wilder weather, they look incredible when huge waves are crashing around them.
Each figure weighs 650 kilos and they are made from casts of the artist, Antony Gormley’s, body. They all stare out to sea and are all at different stages of rising from the sand. The work is seen as a poetic response to the individual sentiments associated with emigration….sadness at leaving but hopeful of a new future in another place, hence the title of the work, Another Place.
The beach was almost deserted when we went in the late afternoon, I think the heat had driven most people away so we got to enjoy the Iron men all by ourselves.
If anyone would like to find out more about the Iron men, please see my previous post.
Summer is the time for celebrations, festivals, fetes and fairs and Liverpool is just full of them at the moment. All last week, Liverpool has been celebrating Brazilica…and the celebrations ended in a fantastic annual parade, which is now the largest in the U.K.
I was in awe of the dancers who shook their tail feathers for over three hours in the sweltering heat, and kept beaming smiles on their faces.
Performers came from all across the U.K.
I danced my little cotton socks off from the sidelines.
And I swear I could hear the drums ringing in my ears for hours afterwards…..BRILLIANT it was!!!
And of course we had to go around a few bars in Liverpool afterwards……several long cold beers were urgently called for. This is the courtyard in a lovely old pub called The Hole in the Wall….one of my favourite pubs.
Then, on Sunday, a food fair came to our village…..
And the jams, pickles and cheese were to DIE for!
Along with these beautiful little rescue donkeys. I cannot describe how silky soft they were….I lost time stroking their gentle little heads….
And it was wonderful to see the delightful rescued greyhounds promoting the Greyhound Rescue….a marvelous charity who hopefully made a few bob on the day….a MOST deserving cause!!!
So…here’s hoping you’re enjoying your very own Summer sizzlers…..I’m off storm watching as the skies are already darkening…..so….no cleaning today…..smashin’.